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He originally wanted to use Xue Minglang's incident to find Lu Jinxi.
But I didn't expect her to come by herself, and her attitude towards people and things is neither humble nor arrogant, and she has such a generous, unhurried attitude.
This should have been a good thing for him.
After all, the more reasonable she was, the less resistance there would be to his plans.
But once think of that gaze, it is condensed, calm, gentle, wise...
He was extremely uncertain.
As if, this is not a woman he can easily control.
The gentle and humble demeanor on Xue Tingzhi's face had long since faded away.
As a result, the coldness that had been hidden for a long time, entangled in a faint hostility, floated up, and under his cold eyes, it condensed into darkness.
Xue Tingzhi sat in the seat for a long time before he put the Xun in his hand and played with it.
What wanted to do, finally gave up.
The only thing in the house was the borrowed charcoal basin, which was still glowing with warmth and red light.
The north wind knocked on the old window, making a noise.
Lu Jinxi was already wrapped in lynx fur, and went back to Baoxia to take a look.
Xue Minglang had already come back, but he just locked himself in the study, no one could see him, said that he should read a book and told people not to quarrel with her, even Egret couldn't persuade her.
After tossing all day, Lu Jinxi was tired and knew that today was not the best time to deal with things.
She only instructed to prepare food for Sister Lang, and after a few words with Sister Li, she went back to her room.
As soon as the egret returned, he followed the rules to spread the meal.
Qing Que came up and went to the big fur for her, handed the little maid to hang it aside, and whispered to her: "The letter has been sent, but the servant didn't have time to ask him what was wrong, he just said he would look back to you. Guilty."
Lu Jinxi knew that it was the Yin Liuer who delivered the letter.
She nodded and said, "It's good to send the letter. I have to go to greet my wife tomorrow morning, so I don't have time to deal with more things. Throw it away and talk about it later."
After a while, the meal came up.
Lu Jinxi had a meal and drank a cup of tea in the house. Under the service of the egret and the green bird, after washing up, he went into the west room to rest.
She is really tired.
After wearing it, she was lying down for 80% of the time, and she was familiar with this soft bed. Even though the north wind was blowing and it was a little noisy, she fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.
It's just that this feeling is not stable, and there is a smell of smoke in the dream.
In the middle of the night, woke up with a cough and woke up again.
Alarmed by her, Qing Que turned on the lamp and pulled the curtain outside the bed and came in, a little worried: "It's snowing outside again, you are weak, are you cold again? This servant will bring you another quilt. ?"
Snowing?
Lu Jinxi didn't speak for a while, and just perked up his ears to listen. Sure enough, there was a rustling sound outside the window, with a little snowy white light.
It seems that Gu Taishi, who is going to hold a birthday banquet, is afraid that he will not be able to sleep tonight.
Shrinking in the quilt, she closed her eyes slightly, still feeling itchy in her throat.
She remembered that the pot of charcoal in Xue Tingzhi's study had come, and it was "dropping in", and she felt a anger in her heart, and only said: "The quilt is no longer needed. Tomorrow morning, you will call the warehouse over there. Give Xue Tingzhi a few baskets of charcoal, and give me a little nod, everyone will go to heaven if they don't follow the rules!"
Qing Que didn't know where she got so much anger, and was stunned for a while.
But Lu Jinxi didn't explain it, forced the fire, turned over, closed his eyes and went to sleep, there will be a "hard battle" tomorrow.
Chapter 19 East Wind West Wind
The next day, it was still dark.
It was drowsy outside, and the East Room was lit by several lamps, which shone brightly.
This room is where Lu Jinxi lives, and where Qingque found the letter yesterday.
Yiying's decoration is similar to that of Westinghouse, but it is more like a boudoir daughter. There are also small tables with plum blossom and foreign lacquer at both ends of the kang, and a small bronze incense burner is displayed on the table, but there is no incense.
An exquisite dressing table is displayed inside.
Lu Jinxi's face was not very good, and with a bit of tiredness in her eyes, she sat in front of the makeup mirror.
The egret gestured with a golden bamboo leaf bridge hairpin on her head, and she just waved her hand: "It's nothing to see my wife, it doesn't matter, it doesn't need to be so grand. It's as simple as changing the hairpin."
Her voice seemed to be hoarse compared to yesterday.
The voice was rustling and soft, and there was a sickness to it.
Sitting in front of the makeup mirror, the person only feels that the waist is slender, and it has a posture of a weak willow supporting the wind.
The egret heard what Qingque said and guessed that it was coughing last night.
She replaced the large hairpin with golden bamboo leaves, took a thin white jade flower and fruit hairpin with cloud pattern from the makeup tuft, and put it on her new flowing cloud bun.
"You coughed all night last night, and you didn't sleep well. The wife doesn't want to say hello every day. Would you like to go back to sleep for a while?"
"I'm completely ill, and the incident with brother Chi happened again yesterday. Even if she doesn't want anyone to ask for her peace, I have to go and report the matter. Besides, no matter how sleepy I am, Didn't they all get up?"
Lu Jinxi said, smiled, and looked at the makeup mirror.
Lu's facial features are also similar to her in the past.
It's just that her eyebrows are sharper, while the corners of Lu's eyes are relatively soft.
Today, the egret put light makeup on her, and she looked elegant and tight.
"It's done, that's it."
Not too lazy to bother to clean it up, Lu Jinxi saw that it was almost done, and got up from the dressing table. Seeing that Qing Que was already holding the cloak, it was thicker than yesterday's, so she couldn't help asking, "It's still snowing outside?"
"It stopped in the second half of the night, but the snow was heavy, and the outside was covered in white, and it was cold. You are afraid to hold a hand stove today."
Qingque came over, put a cloak on her, handed her the stove, and remembered what she heard halfway.
"When the servants and maids went to serve hot water, I heard from the women below that the third grandma was noisy yesterday."
Wei Xian?
Lu Jinxie can still remember how this younger brother and sister was able to toss.
Holding the small stove, she couldn't help but wonder, "How else can she make a fuss?"
"You asked Wu's family to punish that maid Ruizhu, and the third grandma brought it back later."
"It was all good at first, but after a thorough questioning, I found out that Ruizhu was choreographing the beating of Brother Chi because of his mouth full of Hu Yong."
"I don't know if she's acting or she's really angry. When she found out, she was so angry that she asked Ruizhu to be beaten again."
"I heard that the girl was lying in the room and cried all night, but she still can't get up."
"That's surprising..."
According to Lu Jinxi's understanding of this third younger brother and sister, even if he is acting, he should not be so real.
but……
"Let her go. Maybe it's because I feel that I've saved my face and find a punching bag, or maybe it's because my maid can beat me."
"Too."
Qingque sighed softly, only a little embarrassed by Ruizhu's dramatic encounter.
Lu Jinxi didn't feel anything in her heart, only a shadow of suspicion remained.
Before she went out, she ordered someone to inform her brothers and sisters that there was no need to come to greet her in the morning: "I'm going to see my wife, I don't know when I'll be back, just ask them to come at night."
After giving the order, she stepped out the door.
There was a gust of cold wind blowing across the face. Fortunately, she was wearing a hood, which blocked a bit of the cold, but the cold air that was poured in made people tremble.
The yard was really white.